The radio told me it is Bank Holiday today. Really? What difference does that make to me? To me it’s the same as any other day. I get up sometime between 6 and 8 am when Mum decides to get up, let me out for a pee, clear up then feed me.
Then it is her turn for breakfast. I leave her alone while she eats it, sitting in her favourite chair watching the birds outside, whilst I amuse myself. Then she drinks her second cup of coffee and picks up her laptop. I try to distract her from it by plonking my paw on the keyboard, thus making her next words appear in CAPITALS. She then talks to me in CAPITALS too, if you know what I mean.
That doesn’t faze me much. I can deal with that. No problem.